Lyrics BeckMilli – Take Man Out

Take Man Out Lyrics – BeckMilli

Singer: BeckMilli
Title: Take Man Out

Verse 1
In to win, i don’t lose
No cap, so i put on my thinking cap
And trap and when i’m done with that pack

It’s back to the booth, back to the lab
I rap, i put on my running shoes
I do, i do what a bad girl do
Got two two shots for a pagan youth

Best hope and pray say, say it ain’t you
Bro said treat op boy like fruit
Five a day, three won’t do
Run man down, squeeze man’s juice

Real definition of passion fruit
Run man down in my black tracksuit
Catch that yout, tax that youth
Jacks on two, pick up seven

Pattern a next one, it’s gonna be eleven
Legs eleven, bingo bingo
Send man heaven
Through that window, them man got in

Screaming, where the f#cks the motherf#cking belly??
Why do you think i’m wearing leathers?
Female 007
Chorus

I don’t chat to that don no more
Cos i figured him out
Don’t chat to that thot no more
Cos she’s always tryna draw me out

Don’t shot on the block no more
If u want it, i’ll bring it to your house
Got love for the plug but on god
If he switch, im’a take man out

X2
Verse 2
Take him outta the game
Tell man he can’t play

I don’t care anyway
I’ll take man out anyday
Tell him and his friend
Mempɛ kwasiasem

Tell em again
Wote wote aseɛ
Dont stop and i won’t stop
Don’t care about who, what

Where,what,why
Cos all that is so long
Might pull up on an opp block
Holla at a opp thot like, whagwan

She give me the drop on a opp
Hold up let me jot that, jot that down
I don’t trust no one
I just trust in god

Can’t chat about peace and love
So i chat about fiends and
Fiends and drugs
And i ain’t got a heart

Where do u get one from?
Got a ting that pumps
When they see it they run
It beats like a drum

And i mash cash all day
Cash app get paid
When i bash that cocaine
Smash that make it rain

Met that yat at a rave
Gave her a bump of k
Ask me why i don’t date
No strings attached nsa

And my food come fast like mc’ds
Cats want that,whatsapp me
Trapping in the back of the taxi
Link that man on the backstreet

Feds want me, can’t catch me
Cos i got more spots than acne
And still no man can tax me
Cos i leave no trace like banksy

Chorus
I don’t chat to that don no more
Cos i figured him out
Don’t chat to that thot no more

Cos she’s always tryna draw me out
Don’t shot on the block no more
If u want it, i’ll bring it to your house
Got love for the plug but on god

If he switch, im’a take man out
X2
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